Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from France and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Deepchord to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jawbox,
Bobby Byrd,
Fat Boys,
The Raincoats,
L. Decosne,
Davy DMX,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
Young Marble Giants,
The Doors,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Bananas,
Radio Birdman,
Nirvana,
Shoche,
Toni Rubio,
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Youth Brigade,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick May,
The Dave Clark Five,
Harmonia,
Marine Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pylon,
Morten Harket,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Searchers,
LL Cool J,
David Bowie,
Cal Tjader,
Malaria!,
The Gories,
Accadde A,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra,
The Count Five,
Tommy Roe,
Shuggie Otis,
Cameo,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.